Wednesday, April 09, 2008

Her good eye

I reluctantly handed over the camera to Esther on our walk the other day. Here is what she came up with. It's kind of a unique little peek into the mind of a six-year-old. Was she really looking when she depressed the button? Or was she merely pointing and clicking as she has seen me do. I like to imagine that she looked through the viewfinder until her eye rested on something that really pleased her, then she clicked.

She is an artist, my girl. She sees things, she observes, she retains details I never noticed in the first place. "Did you see that lady's nail polish?" She'll ask me while walking down the produce aisle in the supermarket?
Or, "I hate that look," she'll say when we're watching a movie and two people are falling in love. (Don't worry, it was Fiddler on the Roof. "What look?" I ask, feigning ignorance. "That look, when two people are real close to each other and they're thinking about kissing each other." She knows smarm when she sees it. And she knows what's lovely too.
I've got a new, Esther-worshipping post up here.


Laurel said...

So beautiful. Children really do have amazing vision, and a unique perspective as they are closer to the ground! I bought my son Jake a used Kodak camera on Ebay last year when he finished kindergarten and it gets SO much use. I let him bring it anywhere he wants without worrying too much about it getting broken since it was so inexpensive. I ended up using some of his photos for our vacation albumn instead of mine.

Ellie said...

Great pictures! What a good idea to give your daughter the camera! Laurel had a great idea to buy a used cheap one for her son, I'll have to keep that in mind for when my DD is older.

Thanks for visiting my blog and commenting, I like yours :)

Steph said...

I meant to post my thank you for your comment on my blog here instead of on my own...

I always enjoy your BabyCenter posts and this blog is so lovely, too! Vermont looks a lot like where I live - complete with the stone walls.

As for writing, I can't help myself. I have to do it! And we should all keep dreaming, too.